This blog is about living the American Dream at the dawn of the new millennium! I am a nameless, mid-20s, bottom 150 Law School Graduate who finds himself marginally attached and awash in a sea of overeducated but underpaid, indentured peers who feel, and were, duped by the promise of a better life through debt and modern chemistry. Let's get to the point. The Law School Industrial Complex is a scam that has destroyed a generation out of greed. Vendettas were once legal and the pursuit of one was seen not only as moral, but necessary. This newly minted lawyer is going to continue the practice. DON'T GO TO LAW SCHOOL YOU MORONS! Ce qui suit est ce qui reste!

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Higher Ed Literally a Punch Line

I know this is supposed to be funny, but it's really just accurate





How sad is that shit?

Watch out for the law school segment, someone's been paying attention.

Till Next Time!!! If you believe in Higher Ed, You might as well believe in galactic overlord of Scientology!!!

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Shit's Still Bad: It's An Update!

What a glorious break, and no I'm not back to blogging.  Instead I am winding down. For you 2L and 3L literally the dumbest motherfuckers on the entire planet law students, depending on where you go, you'll cover that term in your corporate law.  Don't worry you'll only ever use it on an exam as no corporation will ever hire you to do anything for them.  As for me, it's time to hang up the keyboard for this shit.

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If for no other reason it does wonders for my mental health.  I'll probably coincide my last posts to match my first posts about 2 years ago now.  It's hard to believe that it's almost been 3 years since I put on that stupid little fucking hat and was handed that useless piece of paper.  The psychological wounds that could heal have done so by now, especially after the bar exam, and I've started to normalize again.  For my fellow graduates you know what I mean when I say "normalize" back to your pre-law personalities.  For my fellow graduates who don't know what I mean, you're the kind of asshole that we all hated in class and the general public hates.  Congratulations, I'm sure you'll be a professor someday (since I've started blogging, I've actually come to respect rapists more than law professors because at least rapists put in effort and run the risk of getting caught--that's a horrific un-p.c. joke I don't believe in any way so don't send me emails you feminazis you'd miss the point of the comment--also I was raped...that's another joke...or is it?).

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As for the financial and career wounds, HA, no no no there's no healing those.  Those are there for life and if I had to do it all over again I would have never done it, in fact I probably would have burned down my law building with all of the professors and career services people inside of it so that I could save others of the same fate.  Literally anything would have been better.

I met up with an old friend from high school who has been working as a volunteer for various non-profits then began working in national parks as a ranger.  Sure it's not a Wall Street gig or BigLaw position with all of the prestige and "compensation."  But in all honesty, I know he enjoys his life a fuck lot more than my friends who have those kinds of jobs.  They're all miserable and focused on their exit plans if they have some sliver of humanity in them.  The ones who love that kind of shit are the kind of people that you could replace Adolf Hitler with in the "If I had a time machine and would go back to kill one person" scenarios.

When we caught up at the home bar, all I could think of was why the fuck didn't I think of that?  Hell I still think I should do that.  At least I'd enjoy my daily grind and be outside, but no I had to stick with the paper chase.

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And now I'm back here no better really than where I began.  In fact, but for sheer luck, law school would have ruined me and has set me back in permanent adolescence.  But fortunately, unlike many of my classmates I went back to the industry I was in before law school where my "multi-use" law degree was worth absolute shit.  The law school experience did nothing but teach me to endure suffering.  I guess that was worth the $150,000.  Nothing else I could have done with that...nothing at all.

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I have plenty of more shit I could say but what's the point when almost every mainstream media outlet has started to ask the questions they should have asked years ago and the lemmings are catching on.  I also love to watch the modern equivalent of nazi sympathizers, appeasers and quislings law professors and supports of the scam continue to hedge and lay the blame and responsibility anywhere but it's natural place.  Talk about offensive, the best argument they can come up with is Blame the Victim.  Say what you will, but I believe with every fiber of my being that nothing I have ever put on here is more offensive and destructive to a civil and just society than that kind of thinking.


Time to go meta on my "what does this all mean" answer in brief.  This was the inevitable conclusion of a generational experiment, and generational theft, that has played out to be a complete failure for its intended/supposed beneficiaries.  A similar point was also made in this rather accurate article from New York magazine, "The Kids Are Actually Sort of Alright."  The one bone I would pick with this article is the political approach implied throughout the article--we've turned into a generation of feckless, shiftless whiners who won't stick with shit any longer than it's popular (like writing this blog).  Occupy Wall Street turned out to be a temporary blip with a few holdouts, not the overwhelming shift I was hoping for.  If the Baby Boomers found themselves where the Millennials are right now, when the boomers were the same age, they would have torn the country apart.  Now my generation probably won't even fucking vote this fall then wonder why they still keep getting fucked.  Arab Spring--American Autumn my fucking balls.


In the end, this old bit from Father Sarducci is not far off from what higher education has become--a joke.  At it's best, it's a single person playing a slot machine and wins for unknown reason and chance.  At its worst it's a life and dream wrecking fantasy camp for an entire generation that will never be as competitive as it should have rightfully been.



The only difference is that instead of costing $20 it's costing $200,000.  Last posts a-coming!


Till Next Time!!! Watch that bubble burst as shit goes mainstream!!!